Perfect peace surrounds me as I glance at the lake, the ripples of the water lapping at the shore, the ducks quacking, the sparrows flitting, the bees buzzing around the wild flowers. I love nature, the smell after a fresh rain. Clouds floating in the sky chasing the day with the beauty of God. Those same clouds sometimes look like brush strokes from the pallet of color as God graciously paints the morning and the evening sky.
The whispers I heard this week include the word trust. Truth from God’s word empowered me this week as I claimed the promises written in God’s love language. Redemption is mine as I remember verses on redeeming love and the gift of God’s one and only son. Unfailing love from the Master’s hand like the dew on the morning grass, surrounding each one of us with love that is unconditional. Saving grace from God, all He has done, His mercy touches me daily his mercies are new. He sends the gentle wind to whisper, “I am thankful that you are my daughter and I am your God, you are my child.”
Beloved, as you walk on your journey, what is God whispering to you?
